every time i would get off the u1 at kottbusser tor to roam around kreuzberg in search of a peanut-halloumi sandwich or a thrift store, i would stop and stare at this building. something about the forms, the shapes and how it plays with the brutalist aesthetic that makes up much of berlin. framed by more simplistics shapes, more classical "plattenbauten", this unique interpretation of the architecture of the times (i'm guessing 60s?) made me smile.